"When I grow up, I will definitely become an upright Daoist immortal!"
Da Hu raised his chin, his tone was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes were full of longing and longing.
"The elders in the village all say that immortals have the supreme ability to reach the sky and the earth, and can soar to the nine heavens on auspicious clouds.
Just wave your hand Wind Calling to call for rain, your life will be long and endless, not bound by birth, old age, illness and death, you can travel across thousands of mountains and rivers, free and unfettered."
All the children around him were shocked when they heard this. Their eyes were full of envy. They gathered around and uttered exclamations of exclamation.
"Immortals are so powerful. It would be great if I could become an immortal too!"
"I heard that immortals can also tame powerful strange beasts and possess magical powers that others cannot imagine!"
"Da Hu You are strong and strong, and you will definitely be able to successfully cultivate into an immortal in the future!"
The children's childish admiration sounded one after another, and Da Hu became more and more proud when he heard it, and the arrogance between his eyebrows grew stronger.
Turning his eyes, he happened to catch a glimpse of Luo Nian'an, who was standing outside the crowd and listening quietly. He looked up and down at the thin, frail-looking young man, and spoke with a bit of disapproval in his tone.
"Luo Nian'an, you don't have to dream about becoming an immortal."
The sudden words instantly attracted the attention of all the children. Everyone turned to look at the thin Luo Nian'an. Their gazes gathered together, causing the young man to subconsciously tighten his body slightly.
Luo Nian'an clenched his small palms tightly, feeling unwilling to do so in his heart. He raised his head and looked directly at Da Hu, with an unyielding tenacity in his eyes, and retorted loudly:
"Why can't I become an immortal? I also yearn for immortality in my heart, and I firmly believe that I can do it!"
Faced with Luo Nian'an's firm rebuttal, Da Hu did not give in at all. Instead, he grinned, shaking his head and continued with a child's straightforward contempt:
"My father often tells me that if you want to embark on the road of cultivating immortals, you must first have a strong physical foundation. People with weak physical bodies cannot even touch the threshold of entry."
"You have been living alone in the mountains since you were a child. You are not as good as ordinary people at all, and you are so thin and frail. You have no qualifications for cultivating immortals. You will never become an immortal in this life."
These words were blunt and harsh, like tiny pebbles, hitting Luo Nian'an hard in the heart.
Luo Nian'an The stubbornness on his face faded little by little, and he felt unspeakable loss and frustration in his heart. He pursed his lips tightly and could no longer utter any words to refute.
He looked down at his slender arms. Compared with Da Hu's strong and powerful body, a feeling of powerlessness quietly spread throughout his body.
Da Hu looked at the sad and silent Luo Nian'an and said no more. He greeted his playmates and happily ran towards the mountains and forests outside the village.
He kept shouting that he should exercise his body in advance to lay the foundation for his future path to immortality.
A group of children played and played away gradually, leaving only a small figure of Luo Nian'an alone in the empty grain drying field.
The morning breeze blew the young man's thin clothes, and his longing and yearning were severely extinguished by a basin of cold water. Various emotions such as loss, unwillingness, and doubt were intertwined and lingering in the young man's heart.
Luo Nian'an stared blankly at the direction in which his companions were leaving, and stood there for a long time. The idea of cultivating immortality in his heart not only did not go away, but became even stronger.
He was not willing to be judged to have mediocre qualifications when he was born, and he was not willing to be trapped in a small Falling Flower Village all his life. He just wanted to be like the legendary immortals and possess great power.
She protects her father who takes good care of her and proves to everyone that she is not the good-for-nothing child others think she is.
With his mind full of chaotic and complicated thoughts, Luo Nian'an had no intention of continuing to play. He turned around and walked slowly towards the small courtyard behind his house.
Walking slowly all the way, the morning scenery in the mountains is beautiful and pleasant, with dew on the grass and wild flowers in bloom. However, the young man has no mood to appreciate the scenery at this moment. His heart is filled with the qualifications for cultivating immortals and the legends of immortals.
Halfway through the journey, a simple and steady figure came towards him. It was none other than Orion Wang, the father of Da Hu, who had just spoken out to judge his aptitude for cultivating immortals.
Wang Orion hunts in the mountains all year round to make a living. He is tall and strong, has a simple and honest face, and is kind and enthusiastic. He has a good relationship with Luo Chuan on weekdays. They often give each other mountain products and get along very harmoniously.
He saw the gloomy-looking Luo Nian'an at a glance, stopped walking, showed a simple smile on his face, and took the initiative to say a joking greeting:
"Isn't this little guy Nian'an? Did he and my naughty brat get together again to discuss interesting things about becoming an immortal?"
Luo Nian'an calmed down the depressed mood in his heart, kept in mind the etiquette rules taught by his father, bowed slightly, with a respectful and courteous posture, and his childish voice sounded crisply, "Uncle Wang is well."
Seeing the young man's polite appearance, Orion Wang showed approval in his eyes and said sincerely, "As expected, he is a child who has been carefully taught by brother Luo Chuan. His words and deeds are dignified and well-mannered. He is much more stable than the crazy and noisy boy in my family."
After that, Orion Wang lifted up a coarse cloth wine jar in his hand. The jar was tightly sealed, and the rich aroma of wine could be faintly smelled. He said with a smile:
"I was lucky enough to go into the mountains today. I hunted some good game. I also took out the old wine I collected at home. I happened to stop by your house to give this jar of wine to your father. I also chatted with brother Luo Chuan for a while."
"Excuse me, Uncle Wang, for bothering me."
Luo Nian'an responded softly, then adjusted his mind and walked with Wang Orion towards the small courtyard in the back mountain.
Not long after, the two of them stepped into the courtyard gate.
Luo Chuan is currently sitting at the bluestone table in the courtyard, holding an ancient scroll in his hand.
The morning light fell on his elegant and gentle side face, his expression was peaceful and tranquil, and his whole body aura was peaceful Youyuan, as if he was integrated with the surrounding mountains and courtyards.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, he slowly closed the book and raised his eyes to look at the two figures walking into the courtyard.
"Luo Chuan brother."
Orion Wang strode forward, gently placed the wine jar in his hand on the stone table, smiled cheerfully and said, "I have nothing to do, so I'll send you a jar of home-brewed wine. We haven't chatted for a long time, so today is a good opportunity to sit down and chat."
"Thank you, Brother Wang, for your kindness."
Luo Chuan stood up and returned the greeting, treated others gently and calmly, then asked the other party to sit down, and then motioned to Luo Nian'an beside him to make some mountain tea.
Luo Nian'an responded obediently, turned around and walked to the kitchen to make tea. But while walking, his little head was still thinking about cultivating immortality.
After the fragrant hot tea was brewed and delivered to the hands of the two of them, he stood aside silently, hesitating again and again, but in the end he could not suppress the long-standing doubts in his heart.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of chatting with elders at home, I mustered up the courage to look at Luo Chuan who was sitting upright.